Domesticated Me

For the longest time I’ve called myself “Domestically challenged” Because I don’t cook and I don’t clean and I don’t ever want to be barefoot and pregnant making sandwiches. Or rather didn’t.

I’m not going to comment on the barefoot and pregnant thing, but I did make a meal for my sisters on my day off.


BBQ meatballs on rice, fried eggplant, and fresh cucumbers, tomatoes, and peppers with strawberry watermelon lemonade!

and it turned out great! I really enjoyed doing it and to top it off I cleaned the kitchen when I was done cooking! The whole day I was like “What can I make what can I make what can I make!” It’s crazy. I guess this is what happens when you grow up. You become domesticated and house-wifey. Well, prince. Any time you want to show up, I’ll make you a sandwich or something… Just ask my dad first. :DDDDDD

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